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Trash// Nagito

"Are you're the one who's bringing my food today." Nagito looks up at you.

"Yeah, the others all hate you, so I was forced to do it." You walk over to his place on the floor.

"So you didn't want to come?"

"Not preferably."

"Oh... I see who would want to see trash like me anyway!"

"Oh, shut up. I was just messing around, I would love to see trash like you everyday." You set the plate down in front of you guys and ruffle his hair.

"You don't need to lie, I understand."

"You know, you're kinda dumb. Your an ultimate too, you know? Luck is way cooler than being a baker." You start to feed him before he could refute. Once he eats everything he stares at you. "Why are you staring at me?" You ask him.

"Oh, sorry. It's impolite for trash to stare at someone who represents hope."

"Oh, just shut it! You are not trash! Hopes Peak Academy themselves chose you!"

"Luck's not a re-"

"Don't finish that sentence, luck is definitely a talent. Look at me, I have no luck, I always end up in bad situations! I'm probably gonna be the next one to die knowing my luck." You put your hand under his chin and you tilt his head to look at you.

"(Y/N), you're very pretty."

"A-ah um, thank you." You slightly blush at his words.

"And I promise to not let you die, I will protect you with my life." You move closer to him and wrap your arms around his neck.

"Thank you, Nagito."

"You're welcome, I would hug you back but I'm in a little bit of a predicament, heh." You laugh a little and unlock the chains.

"I took the key off Kazuichi when he wasn't looking."

"Aha, that's my (y/n)." Once his arms are free he wraps them around your waist, and you return your arms to around his neck. You guys stayed like that's for a while, just holding each other and enjoying each other's presence. The killing game was the last thing on your mind at that moment.

"I love you (y/n)" he whispers.

"I love you too, so very much."